<p>If you've been here for a little over a year you might remember <a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/32690778">part 1</a> of this story. I started it last December and for some reason I never finished it. I'll be finishing it this year, so I recommend you go back and <a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/32690778"><strong>read part 1</strong></a> before you step into part 2. I promise you'll enjoy yourself :)</p><p><img data-media-id="87468631" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“This sweater isn’t remotely close to my size,” Ruby said as she held up the sweater Christian’s mom had gotten her for Christmas.</p><p>Christian laughed. The sweater was comically large. He couldn’t tell if his mom had bought something ill-fitting on purpose or if she thought Ruby was a lot thicker than she actually was, but it didn’t make much sense either way.</p><p>“Yeah, I’m not sure I get what she was going for there. It’s not like you were once that big and have lost a bunch of weight,” he said.</p><p>At least it wasn’t an ugly sweater. It was soft and elegant-looking and seemed to be designed to be worn off the shoulder, which was a look Christian was always interested in.</p><p>“It’s a shame,” he said. “I think it would actually look great on you if it fit right.”</p><p>“Should I model it for you?” Ruby asked.</p><p>Christian was more than happy to see his wife take off her top to put the sweater on, so he nodded. She pulled off the shirt she’d worn for Christmas breakfast and their gift exchange and he smiled at the sight of her breasts in a remarkably sexy red lace bra.</p><p>“Wow, look at that bra,” he said.</p><p>“It’s nice, right?” Ruby replied as she spun around to show off the bra from every angle. “I know it’s a little silly to wear a sexy bra while opening presents with my in-laws, but I like the way I feel in it, so I put it on.”</p><p>Christian couldn’t help but wonder if Ruby had hoped that Adam would be the one to see her in that bra or if they already had plans to find a moment to hook up later in the day.</p><p>Ruby pulled the sweater over her head and instead of resting off her shoulder it slipped down her arm, leaving one of her bra cups exposed.</p><p>“I should wear this to dinner just to show your mom just how badly she guessed at my size. Why didn’t she just call to ask you?” Ruby asked.</p><p>Christian heard her, but he was lost in thinking about his wife going down on Adam in the shed. The sound of her giving a blowjob to her brother-in-law kept playing in Christian’s head. The way she’d told Adam to cum in her mouth kept playing in his head, too, and he couldn’t quite tear his eyes away from her breast as he wondered if Adam had played with the flesh that Christian thought was his and his alone to enjoy.</p><p>“You’d probably like it if I wore this to dinner,” Ruby said.</p><p>Christian snapped out of his revelry and smiled. “I’d like it if you went to dinner topless,” he said.</p><p>Ruby pulled the sweater over her head, tossed it on the bed, and reached back to unhook her bra. She tossed it on the sweater and Christian’s gaze focused on her spectacular breasts.</p><p>“Like this?” Ruby asked.</p><p>“Yes, just like that,” he replied. “Though, I think this outfit would look better without your pants.”</p><p>“Oh, well, I suppose I should take them off,” she said.</p><p>Ruby unbuttoned her jeans and took her time working them over her hips. Her breasts bounced with every little movement and Christian felt a stirring between his legs.</p><p>“Is this better?” Ruby asked as she stood and showed off the red panties that seemed to match her bra.</p><p>“That’s much better,” Christian said.</p><p>“You know, I think I’d feel awfully lonely if I was the only one dining in my underwear. Maybe you should join me,” Ruby suggested.</p><p>Christian stripped as he admired his wife’s nearly-naked body. He wasn’t entirely sure what was behind her friskiness, but he was happy to take advantage of her willingness to play, even if her apparent lust for Adam was the real reason she was happily stripping for him.</p><p>“Hmmm,” Ruby said as she closed the short distance between them and reached out to caress the noticeable bulge in Christian’s underwear. “I think your family might object to you eating Christmas dinner with a boner. What do you think?”</p><p>“I think you might be right about that,” Christian replied. “How do you think we could solve that problem?”</p><p>Ruby smiled and said, “I think I might have a solution.”</p><p>She dropped to her knees and pulled Christian’s underwear down. Her lips found their way around his cock and he watched his wife give her second blowjob of the day.</p><p>“Oh, fuck, Ruby,” Christian said. Her mouth felt spectacular and he couldn’t help but think about the blowjob she’d given earlier. He thought of the sounds he’d heard coming from the shed. He thought about Adam’s groans of pleasure. He thought about the fact that his cock was the second that had entered his wife’s mouth that day.</p><p>It occurred to Christian that his wife’s amorousness might be out of a sense of guilt. Perhaps she felt bad about cheating on him at Christmas and she was going out of her way to make Christian feel good.</p><p>The reasoning didn’t matter much, though. Christian was immensely aroused by the idea of his wife cheating on him. He didn’t understand it in the slightest, but it turned him on. Perhaps because it was just so damn naughty. Perhaps because it opened his eyes to a side of Ruby he didn’t know existed. She’d never struck him as the kind of woman to give a blowjob in a wood shed, and yet she’d done it that morning.</p><p>Ruby was doing something spectacular with her tongue and the way she worked Christian’s balls at the same time put him right over the top. He groaned while doing his best not to be too loud and came in his wife’s mouth. She caught every drop of it and swallowed almost immediately.</p><p>“Ruby, that was incredible,” he said. “Can I help you cum?”</p><p>“No, that’s okay,” she said. “Think of that blowjob as a Christmas gift.”</p><p>“Well, a very merry Christmas to me,” Christian replied with a laugh.</p><p>Ruby flashed a bright, charming smile and said, “Now that I’ve had an appetizer, we really should get to dinner. You know how your mom gets when people are late to the dinner table.”</p><p>“Indeed I do,” Christian said as he reached for his clothes. There was no point in antagonizing his mom, even if he would have enjoyed going down on Ruby.</p><p>“Marie, did you hear that Andrew made partner at his firm?” Catherine asked as they all dug into the exceptionally well-prepared meal.</p><p>“Yeah, mom, I saw on Facebook,” Marie answered as she shot her mom a mildly nasty look.</p><p>“Isn’t that amazing? I mean, he’s already a partner, and at a New York City law firm no less. Can you imagine?” Catherine replied in a voice that suggested she wasn’t being the slightest bit cruel by bringing up the career success of Marie’s ex-boyfriend.</p><p>Marie gave Adam a sympathetic look and he smiled. The fact that Adam worked for the district attorney and earned a less impressive wage than an attorney at a private firm had always seemed to bother Christian’s parents, especially since Andrew – he of the recent elevation to partner status – had come awfully close to proposing to Marie before they’d broken up many years ago.</p><p>“Mom, is there a reason you’re bringing up my ex-boyfriend’s job status?” Marie asked in a voice laced with far more venom than seemed wise for Christmas.</p><p>Catherine slid her fork into the mashed potatoes and smiled. “No, dear. I just thought you’d like to know how successful Andrew’s become. Sometimes it’s interesting to think about the roads we don’t go down in life, you know?”</p><p>“So, Derek, are you dating anyone?” Christian asked his older brother.</p><p>“Christian,” Walter chided.</p><p>“Dad, you don’t need to scold him like he’s ten years old. We both know he was being shitty, but I can still answer the question,” Derek said as he glowered across the table.</p><p>He was right. Christian was being shitty. As far as he knew Derek had never dated a girl for more than a few months and the relationships almost always ended badly. He could never tell if it was because Derek’s taste in women was horrific or if he was such an asshole that no woman could stand to be around him for long.</p><p>“To answer your shitty question, I’ve been on a few dates lately but it’s pretty hard to find someone around the holidays. All the single women my age are either incredibly sad because they’re still single at Christmas or they’re not even willing to entertain going on dates around the holidays because it’s too complicated,” Derek explained.</p><p>“That’s a shame,” Marie said. “Do you remember how fun it was when your vegetarian girlfriend came for Christmas? If I remember correctly she unleashed the fire extinguisher on the ham mom made as an act of protest and I’m pretty sure I remember her ruineing half the sides with that little stunt, too.”</p><p>Marie’s memory was intact and the sheer absurdity of the incident made everyone at the table laugh.</p><p>“Bringing her might have been a mistake,” Derek said.</p><p>Walter cleared his throat and introduced an abrupt change of subject. “So, when am I getting grandchildren?” He looked from Marie to Ruby and back again. “Do either of you ladies have a bun in the oven? I’m healthy, but I’m at an age when I could go at any time and I’d really like one of you to give me what I’ve been waiting all these years for.”</p><p>“Dad, you’re barely past 65. You could live another thirty years. Calm down,” Christian said.</p><p>“Well, I guess that means Ruby isn’t pregnant. Marie, how about you? Has Adam seen fit to put a baby in you yet?” Walter asked.</p><p>“Walter!” Catherine said. “It’s Christmas. Don’t you think they would have told us if they were pregnant? Don’t you think they’d know that giving us grandchildren would be the greatest gift they could provide?”</p><p>For a moment Christian thought his mom might rescue them from an uncomfortable topic. Instead, she’d chosen to make it a little bit worse.</p><p>The rest of the dinner played out much the same way. Things never got particularly heated, but they weren’t particularly pleasant either. Christian mostly found it amusing and he knew his sister and brother felt the same way, but he knew Ruby wasn’t having any fun and he suspected it was the same for Adam.</p><p>Christian caught them looking at each other a few times. They mostly stayed out of the conversations and every so often they would glance at each other and flash a smile or a flirty look. It struck Christian as incredibly bold to be so open about it, but they likely figured that no one suspected there was anything happening between them so it probably seemed perfectly safe to have a little silent fun.</p><p>Eventually they all settled in for the compulsory viewing of “It’s a Wonderful Life.” Christian knew Ruby hated the movie and he was grateful she fought her way through it yet again. Some traditions never die and Walter refused to end his Christmas with anything other than a viewing of the classic film.</p><p>Christian thought of it as an opportunity to snuggle up with his wife. He got to spend nearly two hours with her in his arms and she seemed more than happy to be there, though he couldn’t help but wonder if she wished she was in Adam’s arms, or if she’d wished they were doing something far naughtier.</p><p>After the movie they all retired to their bedrooms. A night with family can prove exhausting, and Ruby’s amorousness from earlier seemed completely gone. They changed into their warm pajamas – Walter liked to keep the house cold – crawled into bed, wished each other a merry Christmas, and drifted off to sleep.</p><p>It was a little before 2 a.m. when Christian woke up. Ruby wasn’t in the bed and his mind immediately flashed to what had happened the last time he’d woken up to see that she wasn’t in the bed. There was no way she was out at the shed in the middle of the night, but Christian still got up and stepped out of the bedroom as quietly as possible.</p><p>He tiptoed down the hallway, down the stairs, and towards the light emanating from the living room. He peered around the corner and saw the Christmas tree was still lit up. For a few moments he stared as a smile crossed his face. It was a beautiful tree.</p><p>A subtle movement caught Christian’s eye. A man was sitting on the couch, but he couldn’t quite tell who. A quiet, almost imperceptible noise that sounded very much like a groan of pleasure reached Christian’s ears. He strained to see what was happening on the couch and he saw something else. He was quite certain he saw someone on their knees on the living room floor. He was quite certain he was witnessing a sliver of a blowjob. Most of the action was hidden because of the angle of his view, but it seemed an awful lot like a blowjob.</p><p>Then Ruby’s head popped up. It must have been Adam on the couch. She must have been blowing him, making it three blowjobs she’d given in a 24 hour span.</p><p>It seemed that a blowjob wasn’t enough to satisfy her, though. She crawled into Adam’s lap. She was wearing the red lace bra she’d had on earlier. Christian leaned back until he was looking out into the living room with just one eye. He watched his wife’s face and a look of intense pleasure washed over it. Adam was inside her. He must have been inside her.</p><p>Christian couldn’t believe they were being so bold. Anyone else in the house could have walked in on them. What if Marie had woken up and gone looking for her husband? What if Walter or Catherine had walked in on them? It seemed that their lust for each other was so significant that they didn’t care. They were willing to take the risk just so they could have sex.</p><p>Christian wasn’t entirely surprised by the erection in his pajama pants. He’d gotten hard that morning at the mere suggestion of a blowjob. Now he was watching his wife ride Adam’s cock. It felt so incredibly wrong, and yet he was hard as a rock.</p><p>It was when they kissed that Christian felt a little bit of pain. His erection refused to subside, but a sense of anguish washed over him as he watched his wife lose herself in the pleasure of having someone else inside her.</p><p>Christian was certain he witnessed his wife cum with Adam inside her. Her trademark moans were absent as she tried to stay quiet, but the look on her face was unmistakable. He’d seen that look countless times. He’d never see it while someone else was having sex with her, though. It was an entirely different experience, though one that brought with it unexpected sensations of pleasure. Christian considered pulling his pajama pants down and masturbating, but thought better of it as he couldn’t stomach the idea of being caught watching his wife fucking someone else while he masturbated.</p><p>“Cum inside me,” Ruby whispered loud enough for Christian to hear.</p><p>His knees buckled and he moved towards the stairs. The words carried such power and his wife had uttered them to another man. She’d asked Adam to cum inside her. She’d asked her brother-in-law to cum inside her. She’d asked his sister’s husband to cum inside her. Christian’s erection still raged.</p><p>He headed upstairs as quietly as possible, avoiding the one step that almost always creaked. His heart pounded hard and his cock throbbed as he slipped into the bedroom and gently closed the door. Christian grabbed a pair of dirty underwear, pushed his pajama pants down, and wrapped his fingers around his cock. He closed his eyes and stroked furiously as the image of Ruby riding Adam’s cock filled his head. The words she’d uttered played over and over.</p><p>“Cum inside me. Cum inside me. Cum inside me. Cum inside me.”</p><p>Christian leaned against the door and came in the underwear. He threw his head back and let the surprising intensity of the orgasm wash over him.</p><p>Confusion, angst, and pleasure mingled in the aftermath of the orgasm. Christian cleaned up his cum, pulled up his pants, and slid the underwear into a pile of dirty clothes. He got into bed and stared at the ceiling while wondering why he’d just had an orgasm while thinking about his wife’s desire for another man to cum inside her. Why hadn’t he gotten into a screaming match with her? Why hadn’t he punched Adam? Why hadn’t he stopped them?</p><p>No answers came. Instead, another question popped up. Why hadn’t he stayed to watch Adam cum inside his wife, and why is that what his brain seemed to want more than anything?</p>